Chapter 447

"Then let's the Dean, in your shop, pick out 25 pieces he likes." Mo Yan said slowly.

Deacon Fang suddenly raised his head and looked frightened: "young master, this can't be used!"

Let alone 25.

It's just two. It's killing.

You know, their boss is famous for being stingy and stingy. He doesn't take breath to pit others.

"Why?"

Mo Yan pick eyebrow, look some fierce, "your shop pit him so much money, he take some compensation, still can't?"

President Yu was a little moved.

It's the first time I've known a Yan for so many years.

Before, a Yan was indifferent to himself.

Sometimes, he went to the headquarters of Tianyan chamber of Commerce to see a Yan, convinced him to be an apprentice for himself, and was kicked out by him.

"I..." deacon Fang was very anxious.

The anxious face is more square.

His face is getting bluer and bluer.

It's not that kind of normal blue, but that kind of bronze blue, with a heavy metal feeling.

"In 1999, your family still sells fake goods." A familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Xiao Zi, don't get me wrong. I'm not the boss. I blame that stingy dragon." Another crisp voice, a little flustered, eager to explain, "it has nothing to do with me. We are still friends, right?"

"... well." The voice of ziqianmo, a little helpless.

The nature of the dragon.

Greedy for money.

Stingy.

It can't be changed.

"Master, please don't worry. Let the small one deal with this matter, and I will give you a satisfactory answer. The black shop can pit others, but it won't pit your friends." At the right time, Bai Su came forward and took out Bai Da's bearing.

Mo Yan heard his sweetheart's voice and turned his head subconsciously.

Then, I saw three beauties standing at the door.

The most beautiful one in the middle is his future daughter-in-law, xiaomomo.

The one on the left, about 12 years old, is a cardamom girl, pure and charming, with Fox eyes, which naturally exudes a unique charm that can't be removed from people's eyes.

The one on the right has a hot figure, snake waist, awl face, mature charm and fair skin.

In Mo Yan's heart, he already has the answer.

The one on the left should be su Jiujiu.

The one on the right is the white duct, the white pigment.

Finally let him wait!

"Momo."

Three beauties, his eyes, still cling to ziqianmo tightly, have worry, have joy, have relief.

It's OK. She's OK.

"What are you doing here?"

Ziqianmo was a little surprised, but his heart was hot.

"I've come to you." Mo Yan said truthfully, "Xiao Zhu said you went to the gambling house. I'm worried about your accident."

"I'll be fine." Ziqianmo road.

Just a bet.

It's not a big deal.

She's the demon king. She doesn't know the way home.

"It's OK." For her this kind of a little arrogant attitude, Mo Yan has been used to, not angry, but think she is very lovely.

Su Jiujiu blinked the silver fox's eyes in confusion.

He looked at Mo Yan, then at ziqianmo, and finally at Mo Yan.

The atmosphere between this man and Xiao Zi seems very unusual.

"Who is he, violet?"

"Oh, introduce, this is my..." ziqianmo suddenly stuck.